Author: Miss Dyyna
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Let Relationships Be Where They Are
Over the last seven years I’ve developed what I call <insert my real name here>-isms – long thought over, sometimes painfully learned, life lessons distilled into a mantra I consider and try to live by as I move through life. Let relationships be where they are was partly born out of my conclusion that monogamy…
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Champion
A bi-curious fellow who had recently opened his marriage with his wife of 25 years to be able to explore his sexuality. Late 50s, balding white wiry hair, muscular bicyclist legs, slim frame. He spent the bulk of his career working in county and nonprofit homelessness organizations. Routinely rode his bike on weekends 30-60 miles…
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Detour
My oldest niece recently turned 25. After the HBD texts on her birthday, I waited a few weeks to check in on how she was feeling. Twenty five was a particularly difficult birthday for me. I feel a little silly looking back at my 25th birthday now 21 years later, but I was really sad…
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Jersey Tomato Pie
No matter your opinion of New Jersey, it is, after all the Garden State. That’s where I grew up – farms just miles away with summer bounty of fresh Jersey corn, peaches and tomatoes. My first job at 16 was actually at a farm store selling fresh fruit and veg with a bakery that made…
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Nashville: Part 2
After my 150 minutes of sleep, I drug myself through the shower, into some new clothes, to breakfast with lots of black coffee and then to the conference by 7AM. Since my client was selling to the attendees, I did not need to attend the conference sessions, but rather be available to talk to people…
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Nashville: Part 1
For those of you who have overindulged in Nashville, you will understand that the title of this story does not need a subtitle. ‘What happens in Nashville’ is just as true. In this case, I will name my ‘what happens’ well, Nashville for simplicity’s sake. Nashville was actually from Kansas City. He was a glass…
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Bon Vivant
You may have already guessed that I enjoy taking a little risk from time to time. I want memories at the end of my life, not dreams. Bon Vivant (Bon for short) has the classic stupid wealthy, sexy af, 50-something look with one attribute that would manifest a WAP in a hot, wet second. Tall,…
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Wolverine: So Much Talk
Wolverines are shy and fierce as fuck. Muscular. Solitary. Flesh-eating carnivores. I wanted this Wolverine to eat me up the second he sent me a pic of his back. Wolverine is tall, 6’2″, ripped as shit, pale with a goofy grin, a motorcycle, a weird ass stuffed animal collection and a day job as a…
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Diamonds: One Year Later…Where the Wild Things Are
A whole year went by in a flash, and before I knew it it was December and I was on a plane back to New Jersey. Diamonds and I had been texting all year long – as friends, as lovers. There was a piece of me that missed him so much I craved him. During…
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Dark Lead: The House Call
I opened the side door as slowly as possible. Took my worn cowboy boots off just inside and carried them to the second bedroom. Small creaking on the steps caused me to pause and listen, but all I heard was his white noise app – not even a snore. I was Friday at 1:30AM, and…
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